It was New Year’s Day. Crystal-Rose sat on a log at the beach and stared out to sea.

“Why make New Year’s resolutions?” she thought. “They’re impossible. I always fail.”

Suddenly, a seagull swooped down to the sand near her and gathered a cockle in its beak. The bird flew high, dropped the cockle, then swooped down and gathered it again. It was trying to break it open.